Ragnar stepped forward, his pale green eyes narrowing with cold resolve. The faint flicker of hesitation from earlier was gone, replaced by a stern expression that hardened his sharp features. His jaw clenched briefly before he spoke, his voice steady and edged with authority. "Don't regret this, Selene."
Selene's violet eyes shimmered with an unyielding calm as she squared her shoulders. "I won't," she replied, her voice unwavering. Her silver hair caught the flickering light from the pools of mana around them, giving her an ethereal glow. Her fingers twitched slightly, a subtle signal that she was ready.
